I am an orphan that no one wants.

Zhu Ming shrank to the side in sorrow and stretched his head to look at the three eldest nephews gathered around the table, grabbing food.

You also have to be on guard against whether the old man is coming over with his sinister eyes.

At the table, Zhu Yunxi and the others really enjoyed their food.

The royal meals are not so rich and precious, nor are they so delicious.

As for what the people joked about, the emperor always ate white flour steamed buns and big meat buns, which was naturally just a joke.

In spring, the most common bean sprouts and grass sprouts in Wudi in the south of the Yangtze River only need to be blanched in water and then oiled to make a fresh and delicious dish.

The pan-fried mugwort cake, which is golden on both sides, is very seasonal and is something people in the south of the Yangtze River often eat in spring to catch up with the season.

Sauced pork elbow is an unskilled dish. The emphasis is on the sauce and the heat, and the cooks of the Xu family are very good at it.

The only chicken soup in Luzhou Prefecture is that the palace has to go to Luzhou Prefecture to buy it. The chicken soup is stewed by a three-year-old hen. The top layer of the chicken soup is golden and not greasy at all. The bottom of the chicken soup is clear and simmering.

Herbs that are not too strong.

At this time, the smooth and tender chicken is actually superfluous.

It’s not considered a luxury, and it’s not something that everyone in the world can eat, but ordinary wealthy people can still have a home-cooked meal occasionally.

He picked up the straw cabbage from Zhu Gaochi's bowl, snatched the mugwort cake, and snatched a meat-filled pork elbow from Zhu Shangbing's face.

After taking a sip of the fragrant chicken soup, Zhu Yunxi's mouth was full of oil and his cheeks were red in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Gaochi rolled his eyes at Zhu Yunxi angrily, and Zhu Shangbing roared like a hungry tiger guarding its food.

The two of them ate quickly at a speed no slower than Zhu Yunxi.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat aside and re-read the military and political memorials about Jiaozhi Road. He was busy holding a spoon and adding vegetables to the soup for his three eldest grandsons.

Seeing the three people eating, oil and water splashed, and bones and dregs fell all over the floor.

Zhu Yuanzhang is the boss's joy, which is even more joyful than tasting the most delicious food himself.

"Gurgling...burp..."

Zhu Shangbing, who had just been munching on the sauced elbow and getting his hands full of oil, suddenly raised his mouth full of food, blushed and made a sound.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and glared, then sent a bowl of chicken soup: "You kid, no one will fight with you. After you finish eating, grandpa will ask your uncle to send someone over."

Zhu Yunxi, who was already full and drinking chicken soup, looked at Zhu Shangbing with squinted eyes, then stretched out his hand and punched him on the back of the neck.

It seems that this punch worked.

The food stuck in Zhu Shangbing's mouth went down his throat and directly into his stomach.

Zhu Shangbing let out a long breath, picked up the bowl and drank the chicken soup.

Zhu Gaochi, who had already started wiping his mouth, looked at Zhu Shangbing and hummed, saying nothing.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled at the closeness between his grandchildren.

He stretched out his hand to cover the memorial in front of him and said softly: "The affairs of Jiaozhi Road are not about military strategy, conquest, or killing, but about rescuing people, calming the people, clearing roads, and prospering all industries."

Zhu Biao, who was still flipping through the book, closed the book and looked over silently from the corner of his eyes.

Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Gaochi immediately stopped what they were doing.

Zhu Gaochi turned his head and looked at Zhu Shangbing aside.

A snap.

Then he stopped Zhu Shangbing, who was about to stretch out his last elbow.

Zhu Yuanzhang continued: "My grandpa has seen your layout of Jiaozhi Road, and you have done a good job. It is commendable that you can do these things under the military strategy of conquest."

This is probably the same summary that parents make about their children after they get the test papers after the final exam.

Zhu Yunxi and the other three listened quietly.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled: "The word circulation is what we use in Jiaozhi Road

The most commonly seen words in memorials are used by Chi Geer, the commander of the military department, Gao Yangzhi, the number one scholar of Enke in the 25th year of Hongwu, and all the officials of the third division of Jiaozhi Road.

This shows that your policy is effective and is conducive to the people of Jiaozhi Road living and working in peace and contentment, and is conducive to the long-term peace and stability of Jiaozhi Road in Ming Dynasty.

It's just the word circulation. Can any of you explain it in more detail for grandpa?"

Zhu Gaochi glanced at the old man, and then looked at Zhu Yunxi silently.

Zhu Shangbing pointed directly at Zhu Yunxi: "Grandpa, Brother Xu did this, he knows best."

Zhu Yuanzhang also smiled, looking expectantly at the silent Zhu Yunxi.

Zhu Yunxi was frowning so that he could concentrate his thoughts more.

Zhu Yuanzhang was not anxious, he just watched silently, waiting for the answer from his eldest grandson, who he had high hopes for and would be entrusted with important tasks.

Zhu Biao on the side was already waving to Sun Gouer, the chief internal officer.

"Order someone to record it."

The prince gave instructions in a low voice, and Sun Gouer immediately took the pen and ink and a small table from the side, holding the pen in his hand and sitting in front of the table, eagerly waiting for the grandson's words.

Zhu Yunxi pondered for a long time, facing the old man, his father, and the two brothers beside him. Not far away, the second book quietly raised his head.

"The products of the Ming Dynasty are actually enough to keep everyone full and live a life without worries about food and clothing!"

After Zhu Yunxi finished speaking, he immediately glanced at the faces of the old man, his father and everyone else, and then carefully put his hands on the ground, ready to escape at any time from the scene that might become a bloody place.

This is a topic that will silence those in power at any time.

It deeply involves the issues of resource allocation and productivity allocation, as well as the ultimate distribution of benefits.

Today's Ming Dynasty is rich in eleven or three tracts of the Central Plains, hundreds of state capitals, tens of millions of people, and countless fertile fields.

Letting everyone have enough to eat and live a good life is definitely not a fantasy in terms of the total amount of resources.

But in the human world, it has inexplicably become something as difficult as reaching heaven.

Carnivores are despicable.

Human desire is probably the fundamental disease that destroys mankind.

No one is willing to give the meat in his bowl to the poor people from high families who have no clothes to cover their bodies and have no enough food to eat.

Therefore, there is the eternal vision of a great blessing for all the poor people in the world.

Zhu Yunxi, with his ears pricked up, waited for a long time, but he never heard anyone angrily scold him.

With worries in mind, Zhu Yunxi silently raised his head and looked at the old man and his father who was sitting with him.

I saw my father staring at me with a faint look, filled with emotion, without making a sound.

The old man's face was full of sadness, and his expression was a bit worrying.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the two brothers aside.

Zhu Gaochi met Zhu Yunxi's gaze and frowned at Zhu Shangbing beside him.

Seeing no reaction from the other party, Zhu Gaochi put his hand to Zhu Shangbing's waist.

Pick up a piece of meat between your thumb and index finger.

Twist clockwise to one side.

"Ah!"

Zhu Shangbing, whose face was flushed, exclaimed in pain.

Then he stared at Zhu Gaochi in horror, and glanced at the old man in front of him anxiously.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his grandchildren who were making a fuss, sighed, and looked at Zhu Yunxi with twinkling eyes: "In the 27th year of the Zhizheng period, we asked hundreds of households to inventory the acres of land in Zhili, which was worthy of the world's fertile land and the number of people. At that time,

Bai Shi then told me that as long as we become emperor, everyone in the world will be able to have enough to eat..."

The emperor whispered something that happened more than 20 years ago, with a sad look on his face.

It seems to have fallen back into the situation more than 20 years ago when the Ming Dynasty was still in its infancy. At that time, people's livelihood was in decline, all industries were in ruins, and wars were incessant.

Zhu Yunxi listened silently to the old man's reminiscences.

In the twenty-seventh year of Zhengzheng, the Ming Dynasty had not yet been founded, and the old man had not yet proclaimed himself emperor.

It was not until the next year that King Wu's army took Shandong, marched into Henan, captured Tongguan, occupied Guanzhong, and then went to Shaanxi, northern Shaanxi, Gansu, and Hebei before he ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor in Yingtian City, and the country was named Ming.

And the hundred families mentioned by the old man are the founding auxiliary officials of the Ming Dynasty who were sincere and upright civil servants. They were specially promoted to the Guanglu doctor, Zuo Zhuguo, Taishi, Zhongshu Zuo Prime Minister, and Han Gong. They were given iron certificates and their descendants were hereditary.

He replaced Li Shanchang, the number one civil servant in Huaiyou.

Back then, the old man asked Li Shanchang to secretly investigate the land and people in the world. Zhu Yunxi obviously didn't know about this matter.

Even Zhu Biao on the side showed a surprised expression at this time.

Obviously, everyone thought that the fish scale books of the Ming Dynasty were only started after the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

The old man was reminiscing about the past, and no one dared to speak out.

After waiting for a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang let out a long sigh, then cheered up, laughed twice, patted his thighs and said: "How could we not know how rich this world is? If the world were united, why would the people be displaced and unable to live and work in peace and contentment?

How can we not be like we are now, with our grandchildren in front of us and enjoying the happiness of a family."

It is always rare to have one heart in the world.

Zhu Yunxi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "When my grandson returns to Beijing this time, he will stay in Yingtian and do something according to his own ideas."

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows: "What about circulation?"

Zhu Yunxi nodded.

"Yu left Kyushu, followed the mountains and dredged the rivers, and paid tribute with the soil. Yu spread the soil, planted trees with the mountains, and laid the foundation for the mountains and rivers.
To be continued...